Karl Kani Chevy Woods (Ft. Wiz Khalifa)

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Whether you real or fake, make a decision
Our limit is the sky, we don't think of the ceiling
Our main goal is counting paper and chillin'
Wake up everyday, can't help but think of a million
Whether you real or fake, make a decision
Our limit is the sky, we don't think of the ceiling
Our main goal is counting paper and chillin'
Wake up everyday, can't help but think of a million

[Verse 1: Chevy Woods]
Yeah, that's word to Christopher Wallace
Weed and gin, I'm just keeping it balanced
Cuban cigars, sippin' wine on the island
I sent the mob and told them "keep that shit silent"
We know your type, you just talk like you're violent
You know we always in the newest stylin'
We be in places you never allowed in
Been getting pussy to my favorite album
You hit it lucky like a horseshoe, she want a stallion
No Olive Garden, I don't do Italian
Told me she grown, but she kept acting childish
I need somebody I can trip and fly with
Red wine, chill and spend some time with
There's a war going on outside, don't get your heart broke
Not really paying attention, we tryna chart though
Good head shorty, she in the salon once a week
It's gon' be havoc for real, if we mob deep
Let 'em do they job, police
To who we never speak
Heard all your stories, but never seen you out in the streets